Guess I can start counting..

because my chickens have hatched.

Yep, the news we have been waiting for since June finally came down the wire. As of two weeks ago, K officially accepted a position that will take us to a new duty station. A new duty station that happens to be approximately 6.5 hours from home. It's taken me a little while to process the reality of that news & to figure out how I felt about it all before I could type it all out. And honestly, some days I still don't know how I really feel about it. I've had over 6 months to get used to this idea & I still don't quite believe that it's actually really happening. I've lived an hour or less from the house I grew up in for my entire 31 years so to say this is bittersweet for me is an understatement...

We finally shared the news with our friends & acquaintances last week, but had to sit on it for a bit so we could discuss some logistics with certain parties first. I prayed about this a lot & asked the Lord to bring the outcome that would lead us in the right direction & take us down the path that we were meant to travel. I know this will be good for our family & is for the best, but it's still hard. The town we are moving to is beautiful & picturesque as far as the scenery & nature are concerned, but it is small. Actually small is an understatement...it's more like tiny. And it's also remote. The closest large city is over 2 hours away which is going to be rough for me. I've lived in smaller towns before, but I've always lived within 30 mins of a larger city so this will be VERY different. The opportunity is amazing for my husband's career & will allow me to remain at home with the boys (and any future kiddos) for as long as I choose. It will also grant the boys some once in a lifetime opportunities to experience nature, new states & even another country at a young age.

It's just rough. I'm going to miss being so close to my family & to my friends. We are moving to a place where we know NO ONE & where I will be alone with the kiddos for 10 hours a day for at least 4 days a week. But it'll be okay. I just need to let go of my fear & my selfish wants. I need to embrace this change & make the most of this new life that we have been given.

So if things get quiet around here for the next little bit....give me some slack please. =) We have exactly one month until he needs to report for duty & A TON to do & figure out in the interim.